crowded
intersection
like a perplexed mind
resolutions to expose
each avenue holds choices
investigations still to be made
lost in indifference
do i fear being misunderstood
or uncaring?
feeling like a statue
immovable
sounds of the city
sirens, horns, screeching brakes
yet lost in silence
unlike a work of art, i am
free to venture
around the corner
following the hustle
drifting as a leaf
from the sturdy oak
twirling around
strange all appears
the same
where AM i going?
